Teach me Right, and I’ll Do you Wrong

Naomi POV The bell rang and every student in Manchester University seems to know where they are going, they already knew each other, even though today is just the first day of college… Well, for me, this is my first day in my second year of college. I thought I would continue my college program back in the town I once called home, but a letter was dropped in the mailbox four months ago that I got accepted to my dream university here in Manchester. Even though I applied here without assurance and as a joke, stating to myself that they would not accept me as their student since Art isn’t really my forte but just my passion, I would rather listen to my heart than my head telling me to take the program of Medical, just like my father. Going to Manchester University is a dream for me, but when I got accepted, I felt empty and not happy at all, knowing that if I accepted the letter, I would leave my hometown… I never left the town alone before…. I never left my family alone before. But something is calling me, telling me to not waste time and to not just stick around from the town I grew up in, that I needed an adventure, I needed to get out, to feel what it feels like to be a college student, to feel what most teenagers do.. Party, Hang out, Disobey parents, sneak out, boys… and more. So I gotta make a hard choice, whether I stay there and regret the opportunity that the time has given to me, or go out here, in a world where I know I can explore more, where I know I can learn more. I walk inside a classroom and sat down at the third rows of chairs, since this is my second year as an art student, everyone inside this room already knows each other… I’m just a transferee, and someday, I’ll fit in, like I always do. Maybe not now, but soon enough for me to know that this university is really for me. “You’re that new girl from that county town isn’t it?” A boy in a puffer jacket said. I look up and I could see an angel looking guy, staring right back at me. He looks one of the boys from Pinterest or from w*****d boys, but the difference is, this is real life, not a fiction. He has this wavy long hair that is slightly covering his shimmering blue eye. His nose is sharp and his lips are thin covered in pink color, like he just wipe a lip gloss there. He is smiling while waiting for my response. I smiled back at him. “Yeah… Naomi Joshua.. And it’s South Carolina. I prefer my home to be called as South Carolina…” I answered him and he looked at me like he was confused, from the answer that I had given him. “Naomi Joshua… It fits to you.” he said in his very England accent. “Nickerson Sage… You can just call me Nick.”He said and he gave me his hands for us to officially meet each other. I accepted it and shake his hands. Just before we could talk again, and have another conversation, a tall young matured looking guy walk inside the classroom and start writing on the board. I couldn’t see his face since I did not even realize that he’s already in the classroom. “Later Naomi.” Nick’s goodbye. “Good Day. I will be your new teacher for Music. As you all know Mr. Hamilton died just before the school year started, may his soul rest in peace. But, my face won’t be new to you class, since I’ve been teaching in this prestigious university for almost three years now, and we had a class last semester in Health Related subjects.” He said and once he turned around, I felt like my world stopped for a moment, and I know, that his world too, stopped, in a moment, once our eyes met each other. I couldn’t think straight, I felt like I am suffocating, like I needed some air… Some water.. I could feel my body heating up, as I am remembering my first night in Manchester… As I am remembering the sound of his moan, the look in his face when we met, the taste of his lips when we kissed, the seducing moment we both have... And the lust that drove both of us in a dark red room… a hotel room that was in one of the tallest buildings in Manchester… That night when we came inside the room, we immediately tore our clothes off, and hit it off immediately. I could feel the pleasure that he had given to me, how I slid my legs to his shoulder, how he kept going harder, when I told him to be gentle and slow, how his sweat is slowly getting on my face, how his teeth felt like on my neck, and on my chest. Everything seems like I am in heaven and a dream where I do not want to wake up… He’s my first… And first, will always be memorable, and he gave it to me, more than just a memory… “Everyone’s looking at you.” I heard Nickerson said and I just woke up from reality and he isn’t lying, everyone is looking at me and I just realized it is because our teacher is staring at me and got the class attention… “I apologize class… I didn’t know there’s a new student transferring here. You new girl… Could you please introduce yourself so everyone would learn your name?” I slowly stood up and stare at him… I know from the back of his head, he remembers. Because me? I remembered having a one night stand with him eventually when I got here in Manchester. “I am Naomi Joshua… I’m 19, from South Carolina.” “Thank You Naomi… I am Joshua Wheeler, your Music and Biology teacher.” Did I just lose my virginity to my teacher?